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The calm was the last thing to fall

the calm was the last thing to fall 

 

we had such high ceilings 

I think the building 

was from the eighteenth century

it was wonderful in the summertime 

 

the way I dressed then 

what a peacock 

shirts were silk 

shoulda seen the cleaning bills 

 

she was an angel 

background was theatre 

family was rich 

we vacationed in the mountains 

 

job had a lot of prestige

oversaw twenty people 

believed in what we did

compensation was generous 

 

after I lost everything 

and came here

a calm fell over me 

you ask me 

 

why I keep smiling 

what can I tell you 

everyday 

I thank god I’m alive

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Wed 28th Jun 2017 12:14

You're good! And funny, and ruthless. And wonderfully grounded in wisdom.

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